No one lives for ever,
no one sees or looks beyond,
the things we think,
are never true,
but in you
I thought I was creating a soul.
My life has been full of strife,
my only gift back is producing life,
we see the things we want,
deny those that are not.
We try and create,
we live to masturbate,
you wont like these lines,
but in that I can relate.
We try and create the soul,
we want to be,
the life we hope we will live,
but in doing so the soul gets tired.
We love passionately,
despite what others want to see,
the soul I have created for you,
is the one I thought was for me to!
